So I rode some local gravel, so that when mother nature decided to unleash her fury I could make a mad dash for home.
During the ride, things looked pretty ugly, but I stayed dry.
I'm a wimp. Maybe next time.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
I'm a Wimp
I bailed on the Webster City group ride tonight because I'm a wimp. I looked at the radar about 4:30 and it looked pretty iffy, so I pulled the plug. I called Nick and told him I was gonna be a no-show.
So I rode some local gravel, so that when mother nature decided to unleash her fury I could make a mad dash for home.
So I rode some local gravel, so that when mother nature decided to unleash her fury I could make a mad dash for home.
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Not a wimp, just sensible. That's a unique gift that few of us possess.
Some people seem to not balk at the elements, but it's just because they're missing a lobe.
Bah! Me, sensible?
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